FEAR (feat. Chief Wakil)

Look, I got my hands up, I'm here to comply, I don't wanna die I don't know what we got stopped for But I can tell you what it's not for I ain't got no guns in the car, no drugs, no weapons, no knives All I got is black lives and they matter And I know I'm afraid, I feared you since a toddler When you shot the fuck outta my pop's father And that was in the seventies, now it's 2020 inevitably History repeats itself like a parakeet And why you got your hands on your gun for? What the hell would I run for? And why standing so close to my son's door? Officer, we're not rioters, we're not looters Take a ticket, take me to jail, anything, don't shoot us Relax, you can put your hands down, I'm not racist But this place is filled with a bunch of faces that had previous cases And you fit the description And so I wanna make a decision that's prohibited This has nothing to do with colour White people be shot by police more than black people And that's a fact, check the stats But the news only report it if you black And this is not conjecture, I'm here as the protecter Now put your hands on the car, man electra I need to pad you down and make sure you ain't got nothing on you Please, no false moves, I'ma warn you Not only your lives, but all lives matter That means mine too, now who is this behind you? I've been running from them since I was a kid It ain't really matter what I did As soon as we see the lights we gotta go The whole hood running, hiding, screaming "Po-Po" How you gonna protect and serve When you neglect the words Then we expect the worst And we don't wanna cheer When you here, 'cause it's clear When you near, disappear Cuz, we don't know where to hide from fear What the fuck did you just do? And you wonder why niggas don't trust you You just shot my son Now I gotta listen everybody talk about it was his fault 'Cause he was just nine, and got shot with a nine 'Cause your ass shootin like criss-cross What the fuck are you scared of a little kid? Bitch ass couldn't wait just a little bit Now you gonna have to shoot me too I don't give a fuck about the suits in blue Get on the ground, get on the ground Don't let me empty another round Don't make a fucking sound Police, I need a backup, backup Yes there's another down Fear's a monster, and a book we wrote I can never grow up now and I never can vote An endangered species, and we are under attack My future is dim now, 'cause I'm face-